Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

thought Ray were two

"Ah --"

palm brought her

pain and she withdrew her

was stopped by Brody

ordered coldly,

order to take the pieces out, he had

Would hurt.

worriedly at the pale face of Tracy, and

couldn't bear to see her in such a

"No --"

soon as the point of the knife touched

by the sharp knife, not to mention the

her hand back, but failed, because her hand was

blood stained Tracy's and Brody's palms.

at her eyes, which were full of fear

"You know it hurts?"

You don't

she spat out the last word, she took a leap from the chair to the

was dyed red by blood

"Have a seat --"

of threatening this time.

was much more stubborn

"No --"

shook her head.

coldly, "Brody, are you

looked at

that he remembered what he was doing after being reminded by Tracy.

were as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed her on it.

to care about you?

He snorted.

so furious that he tightly pressed

tie you

to threaten.

stopped struggling. Her face turned pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had not

as if she was going to pass out.

"A little bit painful..."

said with

when he

flashed through her

was very feeble, but she was still unwilling to fall to

tears in her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but

feel painful, you can shout

her. Then he made up his mind and

saying that, he pointed the sharp knife at the wound

stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her

fear rose from the bottom of

also because her own thought was making trouble.

knew very well that if the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut

"Hmm --"

Tracy almost let out a scream, but

teeth,

"Clap -"

Brody's hand and made a clear

it was her

knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his

so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches

while the sharp pain in her palm seemed

knife

to twisted. Because of the pain,

pain, her eyes finally could not help bursting into tears.

cut

several times to stop

"Idiot --"

Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared at